The arrogant middle-aged man seemed to be satisfied with the village chief's attitude. He nodded and said, " "Since you live here, do you know when the Phoenix's cry in the heavenly wind Plains started?"
"About half a month ago, it was very loud, but now, it seems to be getting weaker and weaker!"
The village chief answered honestly.
"Oh? Half a month ago? Do you have any legends about the heavenly wind Plains in your village? tell me in detail!"
The icily arrogant middle-aged man ordered.
The village chief told him about the legend of the breezy Plains in detail.
After the village chief finished speaking, the few heaven God sect disciples frowned and pondered. Then, their eyes swept across the village chief's courtyard, hoping to find some clues.
